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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 5:57 am
I was thinking of making up new short stories about the characters we love from classical mythology. At the moment I'm only doing Greek because that's all I know, but I encourage you to branch out with other types of mythology as well.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:04 am
My first one is sort of modeled off of the old stories in that it was made up to explain how something came to be (well, actually to entertain my little cousin ^^ but anyways). Anyways, this is about how a slightly jinxed, funny little necklace came into the hands of mortals. (Claiming the odd events that surround it are because of the necklace, which used to be Aphrodite's). Enjoy:Luna Lumine This necklace was once a trinket of Aphrodite's. Aphrodite was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. She was married to Hephaestus, the Greek God of blacksmithing and pretty much all things molded arts and crafts. One day, Hephaestus decided to make a locket for Aphrodite, a sort of cradle to carry around magic inside. However, since it was to carry magic of her domain, she quickle took over making the main body of the necklace, the locket. So Hephaestus let her in his quiet way, shrinking back into the fire's shadows and made the metal parts-- the clasp, the attachment, et cetera. Meanwhile, Aphrodite was determined to make her magical item purely hers. Of course, her hands, though nicely manicured-- were clumsy from idleness and she messed up all the silver her husband had given her to make the locket. Thinking he wouldn't notice (yeah, she wasn't exactly the brightest goddess), she took a stone from the ground and polished it smooth, blessed it, then put it on the cooling rack where the locket was supposed to go. Hephaestus did not pay much attention to any object at that point-- he was trying to hurry so everything would be the right temerature, and unknowingly encased the stone in heart-shaped, pinky-purple-tinted glass, thinking it was part of a different project. Later, seeing the feeling the heart shape in his hand, he again knew it to be his wife's locket, and attatched the remaining peices. He also took a gauzy ribbon from Aphrodite's hair and made it the string. When they came out of his work shop, Hephaestus saw it in bright sunlight and was upset at being tricked, and did not eat or speak for days. She begged and pleaded, and he ignored her. She kissed him softly and whispered to him. He lay still. She tried to make him jealous, and he became worse. So finally in her apology, Aphrodite flung it into a nearby stream, and rid the necklace of their minds forever. Then tourists found it and goggled over the enchanted mist in the glass and sold it in Claire's. The End!
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 11:12 am
Luna Lumine My first one is sort of modeled off of the old stories in that it was made up to explain how something came to be (well, actually to entertain my little cousin ^^ but anyways). Anyways, this is about how a slightly jinxed, funny little necklace came into the hands of mortals. (Claiming the odd events that surround it are because of the necklace, which used to be Aphrodite's). Enjoy:Luna Lumine This necklace was once a trinket of Aphrodite's. Aphrodite was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. She was married to Hephaestus, the Greek God of blacksmithing and pretty much all things molded arts and crafts. One day, Hephaestus decided to make a locket for Aphrodite, a sort of cradle to carry around magic inside. However, since it was to carry magic of her domain, she quickle took over making the main body of the necklace, the locket. So Hephaestus let her in his quiet way, shrinking back into the fire's shadows and made the metal parts-- the clasp, the attachment, et cetera. Meanwhile, Aphrodite was determined to make her magical item purely hers. Of course, her hands, though nicely manicured-- were clumsy from idleness and she messed up all the silver her husband had given her to make the locket. Thinking he wouldn't notice (yeah, she wasn't exactly the brightest goddess), she took a stone from the ground and polished it smooth, blessed it, then put it on the cooling rack where the locket was supposed to go. Hephaestus did not pay much attention to any object at that point-- he was trying to hurry so everything would be the right temerature, and unknowingly encased the stone in heart-shaped, pinky-purple-tinted glass, thinking it was part of a different project. Later, seeing the feeling the heart shape in his hand, he again knew it to be his wife's locket, and attatched the remaining peices. He also took a gauzy ribbon from Aphrodite's hair and made it the string. When they came out of his work shop, Hephaestus saw it in bright sunlight and was upset at being tricked, and did not eat or speak for days. She begged and pleaded, and he ignored her. She kissed him softly and whispered to him. He lay still. She tried to make him jealous, and he became worse. So finally in her apology, Aphrodite flung it into a nearby stream, and rid the necklace of their minds forever. Then tourists found it and goggled over the enchanted mist in the glass and sold it in Claire's. The End! Cool story!!! I like it a lot heart
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 9:44 am
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